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Arthur sat in rocking chair, gently going back and forth humming to himself. The hair itself was a mid-brown with knocks and scraps engraved into the wood, creaking every now and then. Once in a while he would look out the window, admiring the view from outside. The sky, as usual, was a brillant blue as any summer day. It never failed to amaze him on how such a day could be so gorgeous. Letting out a small sigh he reached to the bowl of strawberries beside him, plucking out a red fruit and biting into it; its sweet flavor overtaking his mouth. As he chewed a brief thought flashed through his mind of summer in his backyard. It was days like t